bowlandclimber

I’ve contented myself with mainly local walks for the last few months, whilst not allowed to drive post-shoulder operation. Hence, my posts have been more mundane than usual. Another week and I’ll be back driving – for good or bad, the c...

What’s that noise?

It’s week 20 of my 52 Ways to Walk crusade. 20 weeks of the year gone just like that. I’m still walking locally and plan to revisit some paths I’ve not used of late. At the same time, I will try ou...

Singing and walking may become a theme this week.

We, the Rockman and I, were on our way back from visiting the Pieman in Yorkshire. He has had a rough time of late, slow recovery from a hip operation, only to be fo...

It’s polling day for some. I may or may not be voting Green. Sitting in my garden this morning, all was green and full of birdsong. Song Thrush, Blackbird, Wren, Goldfinch, Robin, Wood Pigeon, Blue Tit, Dunlin, House Sparrow, and probabl...

Longridge – some self-indulgence.

A chance conversation with my local taxi driver the other morning set me thinking.

He mentioned that his weekly fuel costs have increased by over £50 this month. We all know why. (O...